I hate goodbyes. I hate the weight it represents, the sadness it carries and the message others get from it. In many cases, goodbyes are things to celebrate. Goodbyes mean we’re moving on to something greater, something better
Mournful and blissful. Sad and happy. Bittersweet, if you will. I've got one month left until I throw my cap in the air and say goodbye to Boston University for good.
